I got a B that I really didn't deserve, and there's nothing I can do about it. It's actually making me ill. I got an A on every test except one, performed well in each technical aspect I tried, tried everything, but got fucked over by people not in my group. Because they didn't put in the effort, my projects look terrible. Because I did, theirs ( Read more... )

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Yep... my boss is text messaging me. It would be creepier if he weren't so damn amusing, and I wasn't so bored with this paper.
Winner.

I'm so hungry, and so nauseated. I can't stop crying. If I didn't know better, I'd think I was preggers. Luckily, I know better. But this is actually the worst.

Again and again and again and again.

Fuck this.

FOUR of them all together in one room talking. Toooooo much. But, Dan and I are totally capable of being normal, non-awkward friends. Miles is still Miles, but he sort of got ostracized... probably my fault. Don't care. Ben has moved on, in true Ben fashion, and found a new best friend. It's Liz ( Read more... )

I really love the soft smell of flowers on campus. It sticks to my skin.

Yet another relationship drowns in the wake of Western Regional Honors Conference. Now, Deeb and I are back to being besties and that creep will never touch me again. All is well.

For Universal Geometry, we had to apply geometric axioms to life by replacing the words point, line and plane with some other system. So, here's my homework.

I1:  For any two distinct drinkers, there is at least one conversation incident to them.

I2:  For any two distinct drinkers, there is at most one conversation incident to them.

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